THIRTEEN

~ Emmy ~

Throwing the PJs on the bed, I stomped over to what I suspected was a bathroom door. I needed to get washed up if I Was leaving this maze of white wash walls and blood-stained carpets! My body screamed for a shower, but seeing the large jet jacuzzi bathtub, I groaned needily. The events of the last few days and being hog-tied for hours in the back of a car had left my body achy and in demand of some bubbles.

Turning the taps on, I searched the bathroom for shampoo, conditioner, or anything I could use but frowned when I saw empty shelves and cupboards, not even a towel to dry with. For the guest bedroom, this room was seriously lacking. Turning the taps off, I headed back to the main door, pulling on the handles, half expecting to find them locked. I grinned, seeing them open, the smile falling from my face, seeing the miserable face of the security guy from earlier standing at the door like a creeper.

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